Dorothy Parker

(22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)

Dorothy Parker Poems

1. Poem In The American Manner 12/1/2015
2. General Review Of The Sex Situation 6/24/2016
3. Parties: A Hymn Of Hate 3/17/2014
4. The Passionate Freudian To His Love 3/17/2014
5. Thomas Carlyle 1/13/2003
6. Pour Prendre Conge 1/13/2003
7. Rondeau RedoublÉ 1/13/2003
8. Story Of Mrs. W- 1/13/2003
9. Roundel 1/13/2003
10. Walter Savage Landor 1/13/2003
11. Prologue To A Saga 1/3/2003
12. Liebestod 1/13/2003
13. Prayer For A Prayer 1/13/2003
14. Renunciation 1/13/2003
15. The Immortals 1/13/2003
16. Sonnet On An Alpine Night 1/13/2003
17. George Gissing 1/13/2003
18. Reuben's Children 1/13/2003
19. Sonnet For The End Of A Sequence 1/13/2003
20. Prisoner 1/13/2003
21. Ninon De Lenclos, On Her Last Birthday 1/13/2003
22. The Leal 1/13/2003
23. George Sand 1/13/2003
24. Iseult Of Brittany 1/13/2003
25. D.G. Rossetti 1/3/2003
26. Victoria 1/13/2003
27. Post-Graduate 1/13/2003
28. They Part 1/13/2003
29. Mortal Enemy 1/13/2003
30. The White Lady 1/13/2003
31. Salome's Dancing-Lesson 1/3/2003
32. Paths 1/13/2003
33. The Evening Primrose 1/13/2003
34. Guinevere At Her Fireside 1/3/2003
35. Hearthside 1/13/2003
36. Surprise 1/3/2003
37. Harriet Beecher Stowe 1/13/2003
38. Ornithology For Beginners 1/13/2003
39. The Homebody 1/13/2003
40. The Gentlest Lady 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Dorothy Parker

A Very Short Song

Once, when I was young and true,
Someone left me sad-
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.

Love is for unlucky folk,
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.

Read the full of A Very Short Song

August

When my eyes are weeds,
And my lips are petals, spinning
Down the wind that has beginning
Where the crumpled beeches start
In a fringe of salty reeds;
When my arms are elder-bushes,
And the rangy lilac pushes
Upward, upward through my heart;

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